Grey
she fell in my arms far heavier than dead it felt as though my tendons would snap a tattoo that would resound about my head Mother I yelled into the void but it was goddess I thought goddess I meant as I saw her life steal away without a backward glance
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toji1970
My poetry can be dark at times I am however quite a cheerful person. I\'ve been writing since 1 was sixteen and I\'ve taken breaks but never really stopped I love it.
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